“People in this country, always worrying about how to eat, they pay someone good money to tell them: Eat this, don’t eat that. If you don’t know how to eat, what else can you know how to do in this world?”
―
Imbolo Mbue,
Behold the Dreamers
“Our people say no condition is permanent, Mr. Edwards. Good times must come to an end, just like bad times, whether we want it or not.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“indeed, bad news has a way of slithering into good days and making a mockery of complacent joys.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“But the Universe gives us different sources of Love to unite us all as One. Who are we to decide what the source of our Love should be at any given time? Love is Love, and at any given point we have everything we need.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Home will never go away Home will be here when you come back You may go to bring back fortune You may go to escape misfortune You may even go, just because you want to go But when you come back We hope you’ll come back Home will still be here.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Don’t worry about things that might never happen,” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Despite comporting ourselves for decades, despite never resorting to beastly deeds, we hadn’t succeeded in persuading our tormentors that we were people who deserve of the privilege of living our lives as we wished.” ― Imbolo Mbue, How Beautiful We Were
“Why should a man intentionally live his life with one kind of anxiety followed by another?” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“It's the fear that kills us, Leah," Jende said. "Sometimes it happens and it's not even as bad as the fear. That is what I have learned in this life. It is the fear.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Anyone can go to the shop and buy anything and give to anyone, he told Liomi when the boy asked him for the umpteenth time why he couldn’t get even a little toy truck. The true measure of whether somebody really loves you, he lectured, is what they do for you with their hands and say to you with their mouth and think of you in their heart.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“His years on earth had taught him that good things happen to those who honor the kindheartedness of others.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“while there existed great towns and cities all over the world, there was a certain kind of pleasure, a certain type of adventurous and audacious childhood, that only New York City could offer a child.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“listening is far more enjoyable than fighting to be heard.” ― Imbolo Mbue, How Beautiful We Were
“America was passing her by. New York City was passing her by. Bridges and billboards bearing smiling people were passing her by. Skyscrapers and brownstones were rushing by. Fast. Too fast. Forever.” ― Imbolo Mbue
“That’s exactly the problem! People don’t want to open their eyes and see the Truth because the illusion suits them. As long as they’re fed whatever lies they want to hear they’re happy, because the Truth means nothing to them.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Rejoicing with others in their times of joy and your times of sorrow is a mark of true love,” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“I don't know if I can continue suffering like this just because I want to live in America.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“How could anyone have so much happiness and unhappiness skillfully wrapped up together?” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“She’d seen them on the news, compassionate Americans talking about how the United States should be more welcoming to people who came in peace. She believed these kindhearted people, like Natasha, would never betray them, and she wanted to tell Jende this, that the people of Judson Memorial Church loved immigrants, that their secret was safe with Natasha. But she also knew it would be futile reasoning with a raging man, so she decided to sit quietly with her head bowed as he unleashed a verbal lashing, as he called her a stupid idiot and a bloody fool. The man who had promised to always take care of her was standing above her vomiting a parade of insults, spewing out venom she never thought he had inside him. For the first time in a long love affair, she was afraid he would beat her. She was almost certain he would beat her. And if he had, she would have known that it was not her Jende who was beating her but a grotesque being created by the sufferings of an American immigrant life.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Our people say no condition is permanent, Mr. Edwards. Good times must come to an end, just like bad times, whether we want it or not.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“indeed, bad news has a way of slithering into good days and making a mockery of complacent joys.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“But the Universe gives us different sources of Love to unite us all as One. Who are we to decide what the source of our Love should be at any given time? Love is Love, and at any given point we have everything we need.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Home will never go away Home will be here when you come back You may go to bring back fortune You may go to escape misfortune You may even go, just because you want to go But when you come back We hope you’ll come back Home will still be here.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Don’t worry about things that might never happen,” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Despite comporting ourselves for decades, despite never resorting to beastly deeds, we hadn’t succeeded in persuading our tormentors that we were people who deserve of the privilege of living our lives as we wished.” ― Imbolo Mbue, How Beautiful We Were
“Why should a man intentionally live his life with one kind of anxiety followed by another?” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“It's the fear that kills us, Leah," Jende said. "Sometimes it happens and it's not even as bad as the fear. That is what I have learned in this life. It is the fear.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Anyone can go to the shop and buy anything and give to anyone, he told Liomi when the boy asked him for the umpteenth time why he couldn’t get even a little toy truck. The true measure of whether somebody really loves you, he lectured, is what they do for you with their hands and say to you with their mouth and think of you in their heart.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“His years on earth had taught him that good things happen to those who honor the kindheartedness of others.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“while there existed great towns and cities all over the world, there was a certain kind of pleasure, a certain type of adventurous and audacious childhood, that only New York City could offer a child.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“listening is far more enjoyable than fighting to be heard.” ― Imbolo Mbue, How Beautiful We Were
“America was passing her by. New York City was passing her by. Bridges and billboards bearing smiling people were passing her by. Skyscrapers and brownstones were rushing by. Fast. Too fast. Forever.” ― Imbolo Mbue
“That’s exactly the problem! People don’t want to open their eyes and see the Truth because the illusion suits them. As long as they’re fed whatever lies they want to hear they’re happy, because the Truth means nothing to them.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“Rejoicing with others in their times of joy and your times of sorrow is a mark of true love,” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“I don't know if I can continue suffering like this just because I want to live in America.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“How could anyone have so much happiness and unhappiness skillfully wrapped up together?” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
“She’d seen them on the news, compassionate Americans talking about how the United States should be more welcoming to people who came in peace. She believed these kindhearted people, like Natasha, would never betray them, and she wanted to tell Jende this, that the people of Judson Memorial Church loved immigrants, that their secret was safe with Natasha. But she also knew it would be futile reasoning with a raging man, so she decided to sit quietly with her head bowed as he unleashed a verbal lashing, as he called her a stupid idiot and a bloody fool. The man who had promised to always take care of her was standing above her vomiting a parade of insults, spewing out venom she never thought he had inside him. For the first time in a long love affair, she was afraid he would beat her. She was almost certain he would beat her. And if he had, she would have known that it was not her Jende who was beating her but a grotesque being created by the sufferings of an American immigrant life.” ― Imbolo Mbue, Behold the Dreamers
